غَدَتbecame أُمُّmother of دَفرٍDafr (stench) وَهِيَwhile she غَيرُnot حَميدَةٍpraiseworthy
غَدَت أُمُّ دَفرٍ وَهِيَ غَيرُ حَميدَةٍ
مُغَنِّيَةًa singer عَوّادَةًa lute-player فيin المَجالِسِthe gatherings
مُغَنِّيَةً عَوّادَةً في المَجالِسِ
Umm Dafr, though not praiseworthy, has become
The mother of Dafr has become immoral
a singer and lute-player in gatherings.
A wanton singer in gatherings
تَعودُreturns عَلىto مَنwhoever لَمhas not يَمُتdied بِحِمامِهِby his destined death
تَعودُ عَلى مَن لَم يَمُت بِحِمامِهِ
وَتُعليand raises up فَقيراًa poor man عُدَّwas counted بَعضَone of المَفالِسِthe bankrupt
وَتُعلي فَقيراً عُدَّ بَعضَ المَفالِسِ
She returns to whoever has not yet met his destined death,
Accustomed to those not dead in their tents
and raises up a poor man counted among the bankrupt.
And raising up a pauper counted among the bankrupt
وَماand not نَفسُthe life of حَسّانَHassān الَّذيwho شاعَbecame widely known جُبنُهُhis cowardice
وَما نَفسُ حَسّانَ الَّذي شاعَ جُبنُهُ
بِأَسلَمَany safer مِنthan نَفسِthe life of الكَميِّthe armored warrior المُخالِسِwho strikes by surprise
بِأَسلَمَ مِن نَفسِ الكَميِّ المُخالِسِ
And the life of Hassān, whose cowardice became renowned,
And the soul of the cowardly Hassân is not
is no safer than the life of the armored warrior who strikes by surprise.
More peaceful than the deceitful flatterer
فَياso, oh لَيتَif only أَنيthat I لَمhad not أَكُنbeen فيamong بَريَّةٍhumankind
فَيا لَيتَ أَني لَم أَكُن في بَريَّةٍ
وَإِلّاand if not فَوَحشيّاًthen a wild creature بِإِحدىon one of الأَمالِسِthe smooth, bare plains
وَإِلّا فَوَحشيّاً بِإِحدى الأَمالِسِ
So, if only I had never been among humankind,
Oh would that I had not been in the wilderness
or, failing that, had been a wild creature on one of the smooth, bare plains,
Otherwise a beast in one of the dens
يُسَوِّفُsniffs أَزهارَthe blossoms of الرَبيعِspring تَعِلَّةًas a diversion
يُسَوِّفُ أَزهارَ الرَبيعِ تَعِلَّةً
وَيَأمَنُand is safe فيin البَيداءِthe desert شَرَّthe evil of المَجالِسِthe gatherings
وَيَأمَنُ في البَيداءِ شَرَّ المَجالِسِ
sniffing spring's blossoms as a diversion,
Postponing the flowers of spring on pretext
and safe in the desert from the evil of gatherings.
And feeling safe in the wilderness from gatherings
وَمَنand whoever يَسكُنِdwells in الأَمصارَthe cities لاdoes not يَعدَمِlack الأَذىharm
وَمَن يَسكُنِ الأَمصارَ لا يَعدَمِ الأَذى
بِإِبليسَfrom Iblīs مَشفوعاًaccompanied بِمِثلِby the likes of الأَبالِسِthe devils
بِإِبليسَ مَشفوعاً بِمِثلِ الأَبالِسِ
And whoever dwells in cities never escapes harm,
Whoever inhabits cities will not lack harm
from Iblīs, accompanied by the likes of devils.
With Satan accompanied by the like of imps
يُساوِرُgrapples with أسداًlions مِنamong غُواةِthe misguided followers of مُساوِرٍMusāwir
يُساوِرُ أسداً مِن غُواةِ مُساوِرٍ
وَطُلسَand dusky ذِئابٍwolves مِنamong رِجالِthe men of الطَيالِسِthe mantles
وَطُلسَ ذِئابٍ مِن رِجالِ الطَيالِسِ
He grapples with lions among Musāwir's misguided followers,
Consorting with a lion from the arrogant youth
and with dusky wolves among the men in mantles.
And a pack of wolves from the men of mischief
مَتّىwhen ماever تُصِبyou partake of يَوماًone day طَعاماًfood لِظالِمٍbelonging to an oppressor
مَتّى ما تُصِب يَوماً طَعاماً لِظالِمٍ
فَقُمthen rise عَنهُfrom it وَاِفغَرand open wide بَعدَهُafter it فَمَthe mouth of قالِسِone who vomits
فَقُم عَنهُ وَاِفغَر بَعدَهُ فَمَ قالِسِ
Whenever, one day, you partake of an oppressor's food,
Whenever you serve food to an unjust person
then rise from it, and afterward open your mouth like one who vomits.
Rise from it, and afterwards gape with a toothless mouth
وَماand not جاوَزَتpassed beyond خَيلٌhorses خَوائِلَprancing proudly أُلَساًUlas
وَما جاوَزَت خَيلٌ خَوائِلَ أُلَساً
إِلىtoward الرومِthe Romans إِلّاexcept بِالشُرورِwith the evils الأَوالِسِtreacherous
إِلى الرومِ إِلّا بِالشُرورِ الأَوالِسِ
And no proudly prancing horses passed beyond Ulas
And no horses have crossed the stony plains
toward the Romans except with treacherous evils.
To Rome except with the foremost evils
أُدالِسُI deceive نَفسيmyself ثُمَّthen أَظلِمُI wrong صُحبَتيmy companions
أُدالِسُ نَفسي ثُمَّ أَظلِمُ صُحبَتي
إِذاwhen رُمتُI seek خِلّاًa close friend مِنهُمُamong them لَمdoes not يُدالِسِdeceive
إِذا رُمتُ خِلّاً مِنهُمُ لَم يُدالِسِ
I deceive myself, then wrong my companions,
I beguile my soul then oppress my company
when I seek among them a friend who does not deceive.
When I become free of them, they do not beguile
Sol 6.1